In The Grand Way

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(Sommers)
In the grand way, she loves me. The way she holds me close to rest with me.
And to know she is my life to me, my empty days are done,
my running days are run, for the first time I love the morning.
Burning sundowns, colored autumn trees, mountain rivers, country rivers put my mind at ease.
And to realize such perfect harmony, standing in the dawn of a new day coming on,
I'm looking for no tomorrow.
I can still hear the lonely sound, the engines of the midnight freight train northward bound.
And to feel my life, my life slowly losing ground.
I never quite understood though I see it for the good and it seems like I've just been dreaming.
The way she holds me close to comfort me.
My empty days are done, my running days are run, for the first time I love the morning.
For the first time I love the morning, for the first time, the first time.

Peace love understanding,
was the cry of the mid sixties
Visions in acid showed the way,
we smiled at one another
Colours of the rainbow filled my head,
and I loved a beautiful princess
We lived for a better day for a world
where we loved aech other
The freaks they really showed the way,
Gods children of the new tomorrow
Fight for a new society, or You will die in sorrow
This is a hippies thriumph, and at the same time
He fears the mistake of all youth
One mistake we made and so do You
All youth think they live forever
Life is short runs away from You,
and You have no time to hate your neighbour
Think of yourself all the way, was the cry of the eighties
Corrupted minds ruled a whole decade,
let's hope it turns in the nineties
This is your father speaking
and as every parent I'll fear for my youth
So sick tired, of hearing same cry
The youth they don't understand us,
they don't hear what we say
The younger says that they don't listen,
but You don't give them a chance to try
Use communication, on this I pray
Looking at the world today, no one loves each other
Hate instead of love we want they say,
from the cup of madness You are drinking
Spitting in the face of love,
then you spit in the face of creation
If You want a better world today,
then face it now start thinking
This is a hippies thriumph, and at the same time
He fears the mistake of all youth

The King's Crossing was the main attraction
Dominoes falling in a chain reaction
The scraping subject ruled by fear he told me
Whiskey works better than beer
The judge is on vinyl, decisions are final
And nobody gets a reprieve
And every wave is tidal - if you hang around
You're going to get wet
I can't prepare for death any more than I already have
All you can do now is watch the shells
The game looks easy that's why it sells
Frustrated fireworks inside your head
Are going to stand and deliver talk instead
The method acting that pays my bills
Keeps the fat man feeding in beverly hills
I got a heavy metal mouth that hurls obscenity
And I get my check from the trash treasury
Because I took my own insides out
It don't matter cos I have no sex life
All I want to do now is inject my ex wife
I've seen the movie and I know what happens
It's a Christmas time
And the needles on the tree
A skinny Santa is bringing something to me
His voice is overwhelming, but his speech is slurred
And I only understand every other word
'Open your parachute and grab your gun
Falling down like an omen, a setting sun
Read the part and we turn out fine
It's a hell of a role if you can keep it alive
But I don't care if I fuck up
I'm going on a date with a rich white lady
Ain't life great?
Give me one good reason not to do it...so do it
This is a place where time reverses
Dead men talk to all the pretty nurses
Instruments shine on a silver tray
Don't let me get carried away
Don't let me get carried away
Don't let me be carried away

Fallin' out, fallin' in
Nothing's sure in this world no, no
Breakin' out, breakin' in
Never knowin' what lies ahead
We can really never tell it all no, no, no
Say goodbye, say hello
To a lover or friend
Sometimes we never could understand
Why some things begin then just end
We can really never tell it all no, no, no
But oh, can't you see
That no matter what happens
Life goes on and on
So baby, just/please smile
Coz im always around you
And ill make you see how beautiful
Life is for you and me
Take a little time baby
See the butterflies color's
Listen to the birds that were sent
To sing for me and you
Can you feel me
This is such a wonderful place to be
Even if there is pain now
Everything would be all right
For as long as the world still turns
There will be night and day
Can you hear me
There's a rainbow always after the rain
Ohh, whoa
Hittin' high, hittin' low
Win or lose you should go, yeah yeah
Getting warm, getting cold
Weather could be so good or bad
But baby this is life now don't get mad no, no, no
Coz oh, cant you see
That no matter what happens
Life goes on and on
So baby, please smile
Coz im always around you
And ill make you see how beautiful
Life is for you and me
Take a little time baby
See the butterflies' colors
Listen to the birds that were sent
To sing for me and you
Can you feel me
This is such a wonderful place to be
Even if there is pain now
Everything would be all right
For as long as the world still turns
There will be night and day
Can you hear me
There's a rainbow always after the rain
Life's full of challenges
Not all the time we get what we want
But don't despair my dear coz I know now
You'll take each trial and you'll make it through the storm
Coz you're strong my faith in you is clear
So ill say once again this worlds wonderful and
Let us celebrate life that's so beautiful, so beautiful
Ohhhh
Take a little time baby
See the butterflies' colors
Listen to the birds that were sent
To sing for me and you
Can you feel me
This is such a wonderful place to be
Even if there is pain now
Everything would be all right
For as long as the world still turns
There will be night and day
Can you hear me
There's a rainbow always after the rain

[Mr. Gene Poole]
The loveliest sound coming out to yo' system
I spark to get y'all off to a good start
Show me some heart, walk through my hood after dark, dodging poison darts
Catch one in the left lung I hope the Cherokee parks by itself tracksmart
Act like you part of this you'll find yourself victim of the rhyme bombardment
Weak shit, I have the tolerance
I write the best rhymes in my sleep
Dreamland beats and freelance techniques fuckin' up the sheets
Ink spots, puss spot niggas tryin to stop this
Think not get ? and listen for your bank knock
We do a lot of this activity in my city
Get a job in my world, join a futuristic commitee
Weak assistant of three had to be persistantly equal
In order for it to work out in a balance
Which comes down to a question of natural talents
Can't keep those gifts isolated in tablets
It's not about rap ballads, or who can flow the best
What kind of dressing you gonna have with your life salad? (Hmmm...)
French...yes..thank you very much..On to the next
[Slug]
Yo, you rappers elude me but that's nothing new
I still stick to my duty, to kick something true
Still if you wanna boo me we can do this in a circle of peers
Tell your bitch to kick a beat so I can work you to tears
I've made a full of strangers throw hands in the air (Man)
I know you sense danger, I can see it in your stare (Man)
Don't provoke anger when the mic's in my hand,
Cause if I get that spark I'm quick to rip apart your plans
Yo Ant, let's keep this one accesible
Take the fruits that wanna test these bros and make 'em vegetables
Just to let 'em know that the course tastes pure
Pissed off all the local rappers so it's time to go on tour
I'm sure, so I never break a sweat when a fate steps
Instead I break that snake's neck and take his breath
Half the time half of 'em don't catch the rhymes
They need they friends with to show 'em how we wax behinds
Please fool, hella stupid I'm assuming probably
Couldn't even rock your own family reunion and I'm through with the politicket
Rhymesayers on a mission, watch the following thinking, motherfucker!
[Mr. Gene Poole]
I stick two fingers through his nostrils and a thumb through his mouth
And swing em' like a bowling ball make 'em strike the fuck out
Take a hook and stab it through his back and curve it around his spine and throw em out
By the lili pads and wait for a hit on my line (Damn!)
Cause this rap shit makes me wanna catch niggas like catfish
Chop 'em up into steaks and sop 'em up off the plate with biscuits and rice
I put the hand of the one that likes to hold mics in a vice
Make sure he never writes in his life
When it's time for me to display (Stay the FUCK out the way)
And when its time for you to DJ you going play what I say
The word for the day is "Fette" cash lessons
Get ready to mash when I give the word don't ask questions
Pack yo shit, dont smack yo bitch
Leave peaceably cause these'll be vital elements of livin' feasibly
? the urban ? mocha latte, Saint Paul nigga rocking the uptown partay like coca angel vatte
I provide that mental rush and that physical feeling like yo' whole worlds being dusted
Be hushed when you see me in deep thought
Hand clutched interrupt and you just might be caught then crushed
[Slug]
Yo, yo, I quit fronting, really-really
I know wrong and right, wrote my songs, shed light to promote a longer life
When I reflect that night, I seek light in the confusion
I stick to the music and skip the baggage of delusion
Managed to come through and I'm in the minimalism, yo
The damage is due it's time to climb to catch a vision
Yo, I've had it with you, and the terms which I work cause it matter to you
The flight's cursed, I might burst challenging who?
Balance the mood, yo Stress, let's gather the crew,
Commence to wreck shit then exit, I'd rather that you
Throw your hands in the air
And if that's too demanding you can stand there and stare

George died in the fifth grade
No one ever knew why
He was out selling lemonade
On the Fourth of July and he died
Sister Claire said that he was
An angel on earth
She stood there and she told us
She had clearly rehearsed every verse
Of the lies that tie you down
I've forgotten my first love
I haven't seen her since when
There's a bum on the corner
He thinks that I'm his best friend, we pretend
He says the rapture is anyday
That's when God's coming around
Although perhaps he should stay away
They'll run him right out of town, like a clown
Chorus:
With the lies that tie you down
There are times when a man feels
That it's him against the world
There are times when a man steals
From the love of his girl
There are days when a beast dies
Long before the gun
And there are days when a crow flies
Straight into the sun, to be done